Fingers crossed

Bummer about the blurriness of this picture, but it's the first I've captured Brandt's new finger-crossing trick. He's such a dextrous little guy and his long skinny fingers definitely work to his advantage.

I love going out to dinner on Valentine's Day because the people watching is excellent--once we sat next to a breakup, once we heard a new boyfriend go on and on about diamonds and how travelling to Russia to hand-pick one is the best way to get a good rock, and once Dan heard the guy at the table behind us relate story after story about a supposed relative, but then realized he was [unsuccessfully] trying to entertain his date with Everybody Loves Raymond anecdotes. Good stuff! But today we went to brunch instead. We went to Greenlake Bar and Grill and brunch was much better than happy hour hamburgers. Plus we discovered that Brandt likes sitting in a booster seat. High chairs don't contain him for long, but he sat contentedly in the booster the whole meal. Let's hope the good times last.